SE = Zaal| PUBLICATIONS ESSAY” ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW-.EASYMICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page LEnglish Essay List In PDF Sr. No. Essay Name Page No’s 1 MY FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL 3 2 ROAD SAFETY 4 3 A VISIT TO THE DENTIST 5 4 CAUGHT IN A STORM 6 5 AN UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE 7 6 MY CLASSMATES 8 7 | MY NEIGHBORS Te 8 | MY FAVORITE TIME OF THE DAY 10 9 _|AJOURNEY BY CAR 11 10 A PICNIC BY THE SEA 12 11 A NIGHTMARE 13 12 The Mad Woman 14 13 My Hobby 1s 14 | ABIRTHDAY PARTY 16 15 MY FAVORITE TV CARTOON CHARACTERS 17 16 | THINGSILIKETO DO 18 17 FRUITS OF MALAYSIA 19 1g |ANACCIDENT 20 19 AFIRE 21 20 | AROBBERY 22 21 + ABUSY STREET 23 22 ~~ MY FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL 24 23 = | THE HAUNTED HOUSE 25 24 MY FIRST RIDE ON A FERRY 26 25 THE DAY I WON A PRIZE 27 ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page2MY FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL My Mother Accompanied Me To School On The First Day. Other Parents Accompanied Their Children As Well. We All Waited In Front Of The School Office. Soon A Teacher Came and Led Us To Some Classrooms. There We Were Put Into Four Separate Classes. This Was When Some Children Began To Cry As The Parents Were Not Allowed Into The Classrooms. I Did Not Cry Because I Had Been To Kindergarten Before. Actually My Mother Went Home Soon After For She Knew I Would Be All Right. It Was An Enjoyable Time For Me As I Got To Know My New Classmates. The Teacher Was Very Busy Writing Down Our Particulars So We Had Plenty Of Time To Ourselves. Meantime Some Children Continued To Sob While Their Parents Looked In Anxiously Through The Windows. Soon Recess Came. Some Of Us Headed For The Tuck-Shop While The Rest Headed For Their Parents. T Bought A Drink With The Money My Mother Gave Me. Getting To Know My New Friends Had Made Me Thirsty. After Recess We Went Back To Our Classroom And My New Friends And I Managed To Coax Two Boys To Stop Crying. In Fact, Soon We Were Laughing And Playing Together. Once In A While The Teacher Had To Tell Us To Keep Quiet As We Were Making Too Much Noise. Still Some Parents Looked In Anxiously Through The Windows. Finally The Bell Rang For Us To Go Home. Some Of Us Were Very Relieved To Be Reunited With Our Parents. I Too Was Glad To See My Mother Waiting For Me At The School Gate. I Had Made Many Friends. It Had Been A Wonderful First Day At School. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 3ROAD SAFETY Everyday many people are involved in road accidents. Some are killed. Many more are injured or maimed. So it is important for us to learn to use the roads properly and safely. No sane person would like to be involved in an accident. As the roads are very busy nowadays, we should be very careful when crossing one. It is safer to use a pedestrian crossing or an overhead bridge whenever one is available. Never cross a road by dashing across it. That is inviting trouble. If there are no crossings, then we must look carefully right and left and cross only when it is safe to do so. Some of us take the bus to school. It is important that we do not try to get on or off a bus while it is still moving. I tried to get on a moving bus once. It dragged me a short distance and nearly ran over me. I was lucky to escape with only some scratches on my legs. Also we must not fool around while in the bus. A suddenly lurch can send us knocking our heads against something hard. Using a bicycle can be dangerous too. We must pay attention on the road and never cycle too far out to the middle of the road. We must obey all traf fic rules. Also we must make sure our bicycles are in good condition with working brakes, lights etc. These are some things we can do to avoid accidents. However there is no guarantee that we will never be involved in one. The important thing is to stay alert at all times while using the roads. We must know what is happening around us. In that way we can take necessary action to avoid danger whenever we see one. Road safety is very much up to how we use the roads Use them carefully and we may be able to use them for a long time. Use them carelessly and we may never be able to use them again. maim to injure a person so severely that a part of their body will no longer work as it should dash move quickly lurch to move in an irregular way, especially making sudden movements backwards or forwards or from side to side. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. PagesA VISIT TO THE DENTIST My tooth hurt through the night. I had to take a painkiller to lessen the pain. Worst of all I did not get a wink of sleep the whole night through. The next morning. I told my mother about my toothache. It was obvious I could not go to school. So instead she took me to the dentist. I was horrified, but Thad no choice. At nine o'clock we waited outside the dentist's office. The nurse came and opened the door. I was the first patient. She wrote down my particulars and told me to wait a moment. The dentist had not arrived yet. Meanwhile the tooth still ached like mad. The burly dentist arrived and I was ushered to the dentist's chair. Normally T would run away from the frightening surgery with all its horrible drills and pliers, but I did not. I had to get the offending tooth out. So I sat down on the reclining chair while the dentist kept saying some reassuring words. I relaxed somewhat. He asked me to open my mouth. I did so. He said that the tooth had to come out. I nodded dumbly in reply. I felt a slight prick of pain when he gave me an injection, but that was nothing compared to the toothache. Soon, miraculously, all pain disappeared. The anaesthetic definitely worked very quickly. Then before I knew it, the dentist told me that I could go. I looked at him quizzedly and he told me he had already pull the tooth out. What wonder, I did not even feel it: The dentist put a wad of cotton over the wound and he told me to keep my mouth shut for a while. I nodded, smiled and went out into the waiting room where my mother was waiting for me. The visit to the dentist was not too bad after all. not get a wink of sleep not sleep at all usher to show someone where they should go anaesthetic a drug which is used to make you unconscious when you have an operation so that you do not feel any pain. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. PagesCAUGHT IN A STORM Black clouds gathered above us, but we were too intent on playing football. We hoped that the clouds would go away so that we could continue playing. Our hopes were dashed when suddenly heavy rain began to pour. In a few seconds we were all soaked to the skin. To make matters worst, lightning flashed dangerously close to us. The deafening thunder and howling wind did not help either. We ran towards a large tree under which we had parked our bicycles. The tree provided some shelter from the rain and we were tempted to remain under it. However we knew that it was dangerous to stay under a tree during a thunderstorm. So we got on our bicycles and pedalled of f. There was no other shelter available nearby. So I, for one, decided to go home. Since I was already completely wet, I might was well to go home instead to seeking shelter. It was just about the fiercest storm I had ever been in. The driving rain made cycling difficult as I could not see more that a couple of metres in front of me. A car flashed past me. It was too close for comfort. Perhaps the driver did not even see me. So I thought it was better to stop somewhere before I got hit by another car. Luckily I found a bus-stop with a roof. I hurried gladly under the roof even though I had to share it with a dozen other people who were also soaked to the skin. It was a bit of a squeeze but no one complained. For an hour the storm lashed everything around us. We were silent spectators to an awesome display of power by nature. I felt very small and vulnerable, even afraid; but I could do nothing but watch Finally the rain slowed down to a drizzle and the wind died down. I could still hear distant thunder but the worst of the storm was over. So happily I got on my bicycle and pedalled home. dash sb's hopes to destroy someone's hopes vulnerable able to be easily physically, emotionally, or mentally hurt, influenced or attacked drizzle rain in very small light drops. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page6AN UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE Carrying a passenger on a bicycle is an offence punishable by law. Everyone knows that but still some of us do it. I had done it many times before until something happened to teach me never to do it again. It was not the police. Rather it was an unforgettable, and unpleasant, experience. It happened one evening when my friend Segaran and I wanted to go and visit another friend who lived some distance away. I had a bicycle. Segaran did not. So, as usual, he sat side-saddle on the horizontal bar of the bicycle while I pedalled. We had done it many times before, so it should not be any problem. Near my friend's house, we got onto a gravel path made slippery by the recent rain. Still we managed to wobble along, thoroughly enjoying the rough ride. As we passed by a stream, I made the mistake of going too near the bank. The rain had softened the soil and it could not hold our combined weight. One moment we were going along merrily, the next we were tumbling head over heels into the stream as the bank gave way beneath us. Splash! Splash! Splash! We plunged into the river bicycle first, followed by Segaran, then me. Normally the stream is only a few centimetres deep with clear water, When we fell in, it was a metre deep with foul black water. The water prevented us from getting badly injured but we also had to pay the price of gulping some of it. It tasted horrible. Segaran got the worst of it for being sandwiched between the bicycle and me, but it was not too bad. We had only a few cuts and bruises. Our pride was far more hurt. We retrieved ourselves and the bicycle from the stream. We were both dirty and soaking wet. Obviously we were in no condition to visit anyone. So we decided to go home. We walked all the way home. I had to push the bicycle because its front wheel was bent out of shape. From that moment I vowed never to carry anyone on a bicycle again. Never again do I want to be dirty and wet with cuts and bruises all over my body. Once was enough. gravel small rounded stones, often mixed with sand wobble shake or move from side to side in a way that shows a lack of balance tumble to fall quickly without control. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page?MY CLASSMATES We are a noisy lot, that is what our teachers say about us. This is largely due to Ah Keong. He is the noisiest of us all. His voice is like that of a bull frog but volumes louder. It seems that he cannot talk softly. Actually he does not talk, he shouts. Perhaps his living with his family of ten children has something to do with it. In this noisy bunch lives a boy who hardly ever opens his mouth. This is Padma, the boy who sits next to me. He is such a gentle and soft creature that one would think that he is a sissy. This is not so. No one dares call him one for he is a member of the school's Karate Club. Then there is Doris, our class monitor. She sits right in front of the teacher's table. She is sucha model student that all the teachers love her. We all love her for she does not boss us around. She has given up doing that long ago. All she does is to make sure that the teachers have sufficient chalk and that the classroom is clean. Right at the back of the class sits our class sleepy- head. Mat seems to need more sleep than others. He catches cat-naps in between lessons. The astounding thing is that he can fall asleep almost instantly. The moment the teacher leaves after a lesson, Mat's snores start up and we know he is at it again. Remarkably he wakes up when the next teacher arrives. Every class has a clown. Our class has Jack, otherwise known as "Jacko The Clown". He is always up to some prank or other, putting tails on the boys’ pants, frogs in the girls’ desks and powdered chalk on the teacher's chair. So when we hear a girl scream or see men-teachers strolling around with chalk on the seat of their pants, we know that Jacko has struck again. The other classmates too have their own unique personalities. Each contributes his or her part to our class. All in all we are a group of young children who perhaps are a bit noisy at times, but on the whole are well-behaved and pleasant to be with. Sissy a boy who other boys dislike and laugh at because they think he is weak or interested in activities girls usually like, or a person who is weak and cowardly boss around Tell someone what to do, give orders astounding very surprising. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. PagesMY NEIGHBORS Many of us live in housing estates. I live in one myself. The one thing about living in a housing estate is that we have many neighbors. Next to my house on the right lives a family whose parents seem to be always scolding the children. I do not know them very well because they always appear angry. Never a day passes without hearing the children crying and the parents shouting at the top of their voices. On the other side of my house, however, lives a very quiet and polite family. Mr. Verghese is a quiet man who seems to manage his family very well. Though he has four children, which is one more than the other family, I never hear him scold his children. So his children never cry. What a wonderful family they are. Further down the road is a family whose radio is switched on most of the time, except late at night. His immediate neighbors must have a tough time putting up with the noise of the radio. Then there is a family whose members seem to live in a world of their own. Many times we have met along the road and not once has any of them even nod his or her head in acknowledgement. They are not blind or deaf. Yet they can walk straight past as if I am not there at all. I would not say that they are unfriendly. I guess they are simply not interested in knowing their neighbors. On the opposite side of the road live Mr. Lim and his family. Mr. Lim is a bird-collector. So everyday a dozen or more birds sing melodious tunes right beneath his front porch. It is preferable to the blare of the other neighbor's radio. However the bird droppings can give off an awful stench. These are some of the neighbors living near me. There are others that I have yet to meet. However I am careful not to intrude on their privacy. The friendly ones smile or raise their hands. The not-so-friendly ones look away. T have to live among them, friendly or not. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page9MY FAVORITE TIME OF THE DAY My favorite time of the day is between 5 p.m. and 7 p.m. This is the time when the sun is setting and the air is cooling down. At this time I either go for astroll, play some games or sit quietly watching the activities around me. Sitting quietly doing nothing in particular is what I like most. The compound surrounding my house is a fairly large one. So my father has planted many trees in it. Birds of all sorts come to the trees in the evening to sing their sweet songs. I just sit under my favorite rambutan tree and listen to these lovely songs. However I cannot just sit quietly all the time. My parents sometimes ask me to mow the lawn or help them in some gardening tasks. These I do gladly for the air is nice and cool. Working under a hot sun is one thing I do not like. In the evening the sun is soft and gentle. It is pleasant to potter around the garden then. Other times I might go out for a stroll or play games with my friends. Again it is pleasant to stroll around or play games when the sun is not hot in the evening. In fact many people come out of their houses to breathe in the cool evening air and to relax a bit, unless it is raining. This is the time of the day when the playing fields, parks and other recreational areas are filled with people. I guess it is not only my favorite time of the day. It is many people's favorite time as well. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 10A JOURNEY BY CAR My father bought a new car one day. We were all very excited. He promised to take us to Melaka to visit my grandparents the coming Sunday. Sunday morning was bright and breezy. We hopped into the brand new car and soon we were heading out of Petaling Jaya towards the expressway. My mother sat in the front passenger seat while my father drove. I sat behind with my younger sister. As it was Sunday the roads were not very busy. Soon we were on the expressway travelling at a leisurely pace. My father is a careful driver and he does not drive too fast or dangerously. This proved to be good for there was a speed-trap manned by the police along the expressway. I saw some cars stopped by the police. They had obviously been speeding. Driving along the expressway tend to be monotonous. I actually fell asleep once we passed Seremban. When I awoke, we were already at the Ayer Keroh toll gate. My father paid the toll and steered the car towards Melaka Town. On the way we passed many interesting sights. My father promised to stop by on our way home. We had to visit our grandparents first. We left Ayer Keroh and all its factories behind as we journeyed into the town itself. Like all towns, there were many cars and other vehicles. Also there were many tourists. Melaka has many places of historical interest and thus this was not surprising. Finally we arrived at my grandparents’ house in Klebang Besar. The journey had taken about two hours. We stepped out of the car. My grandparents greeted us happily. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page LLA PICNIC BY THE SEA Teluk Kemang is about 12 kilometres from Port Dickson town in Negeri Sembilan. It is a popular beach where many people go to and relax on. It was on one of the days of the Chinese New Year holidays that we had a picnic at Teluk Kemang. I went there with my uncle and his family. There were five of us, my uncle, his wife, their two young children and me. My uncle drove us there in his car. We arrived there at about ten in the morning. The beach was already crowded with other holiday-makers. Anyhow we managed to get a place in the shade of a large tree and we put our things there. My aunt laid out a mat for us to sit on. In double-quick time we were enjoying ourselves in the sea, except my aunt. She just sat on the mat watching us. The water was cool and refreshing and I loved splashing it on my cousins. However the hot sun above can be quite uncomfortable. So after about an hour or so, my uncle told us to sit in the shade for a while. The sun was getting increasingly hot. So we reluctantly came out of the sea. In the shade of some trees we built some sandcastles. Time passed so quickly. Soon we heard my aunt calling us to have lunch. We ran to her and helped ourselves to the delicious curry she had brought. Then we had several glasses of ice-cold drink from the Thermos flask. After lunch we played a while more in the sea. The sun was just too hot. So we walked over to one of the hotels nearby and washed ourselves with clean freshwater. When we returned, my aunt had already packed everything in the car. So all of us got into the car and my uncle drove us back home to Seremban. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 12A NIGHTMARE “Don't eat just before going to bed !" my mother used to tell me. "You might get a nightmare." How right she was. I never believed her until it happened to me. It was on a night when I felt hungry just as I was about to go to bed. SoT made myself a peanut-butter sandwich and a large cold glass of milk. After consuming them I went to bed. Soon I drifted off into a troubled sleep. I dreamt that I was with a group of people looking for an old woman. I was not sure why we were looking for her but we all seemed afraid of her. Somehow we had to find her. So there I was, searching high and low for her in frightful places I had never been before. Sometimes I seemed to be flying while at other times I seemed unable to move. The whole atmosphere was one of fear, like a dreadful horror-movie in which I was a victim. After some searching I entered a darkened room and saw a figure sleeping ona bed. As I got nearer the figure suddenly threw away the blanket, got up and stared at me. It was an ugly old woman with shiny golden teeth. She raised her claw-like fingers and walked towards me. I wanted to run but was unable to. I tried to scream but found that I could not. In horror I struggled and struggled to get away from the frightful woman. The next moment I gave a muffled yell and found myself panting on my bed. My goodness, what a horrible nightmare it was! For a minute or so I lay on my bed not daring to close my eyes for fear of falling asleep again and continuing the nightmare. Then I sat up on my bed until the horrible feeling passed. From then on I never eat just before going to sleep. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 13The Mad Woman I walk a kilometre or so to school every morning. Sometimes I come across a mad woman dressed ina dark dirty sari. She probably has not had a bath for years. Her hair is matted, teeth stained red with betel-nut and eyes blood- shot with the look of madness. I always keep my distance from her for my own safety for I cannot be sure what she will do next. Also she smells terrible up close. It is never pleasant when I see her standing by the roadside, She is by no means violent but she has the nasty habit of following people who pass by. Normally when I see her I cross over to the other side of the road just to avoid her. Usually that works. Sometimes she crosses the road too. So I run Fortunately she cannot run very fast and gives up after a while. One morning, as I crossed the road to avoid her, she tried to cross too. I started to run. She started to run too but tripped on her sari. She fell down hard on the road and lay there ina heap. I wanted to keep running but I saw that she was in great danger of being run over by a car. So I ran over to her to pull her to the roadside. As much as T disliked it, I had to help her. The other passers-by did not seem to bother. So I held my breath and pull her by her arms towards the roadside. By now people and cars had stopped to watch. No one helped but at last I managed to drag her to safety. She opened her eyes and gave me a smile. I could only stare at her dumbly. Then I turned and hurried to school to wash my hands. Tam going to get a bicycle to cycle to school. It is much faster this way. Also I will not have to contend with the mad woman again. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 14My Hobby My hobby is reading. I read story books, magazines, newspapers and any kind of material that I find interesting. This hobby got started when I was a little boy. I had always wanted my parents to read fairy tales and other stories to me. Soon they got fed up and tired of having to read to me continually. So as soon as I could, I learned to read. I started with simple ABC books. Soon I could read simple fairy tales and other stories. Now I read just about anything that is available. Reading enables me to learn about so many things that I would otherwise not know. I learned about how people lived in bygone days of magic and mystery. T learned about the wonders of the world, space travel, human achievements, gigantic whales, tiny viruses and other fascinating things of our world. The wonderful thing about reading is that I do not have to learn things the hard way. For example, I do not have to catch a disease to know that it can kill me. I know the danger so I can avoid it. Also I do not have to go deep into the jungle to learn about the tiger. I can read all about it ina book. Books provide the reader with so much information and facts. They have certainly helped me in my daily life. I am better equipped to cope with living. Otherwise I would go about ignorantly learning things the hard way. So I continue to read. Besides being more informed about the world, I also spend my time profitably. It is indeed a good hobby. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 15A BIRTHDAY PARTY Fiona is my neighbor. She turned twelve recently and her parents held a birthday party for her. I was one of those invited. The party began at about three in the afternoon. There were about twenty of us children gathered in Fiona's house. We were all dressed in our best clothes. Everyone, especially Fiona, wore a happy smile. We gave our presents to Fiona and she happily opened them. It must really be exciting to receive all those presents. After that Fiona's mother served us soft drinks and delicious tidbits. We then played some games like "Musical Chairs" and "Treasure Hunt". The winners were given prizes. At about four-thirty Fiona's mother brought out the birthday cake. It was beautifully decorated with pink and white icing. Twelve colorful candles sat in the middle of the cake. We all sang "Happy Birthday" to Fiona after which she blew out the candles and cut the cake. We clapped out hands eagerly. We helped ourselves to slices of the delicious cake. Then we continued our games. Finally at about six in the evening the party came to an end. We were all tired but happy. The parents of the other children came to collect them. I helped Fiona and her mother clean up the mess we made. After that I walked home which was only two doors away. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 16MY FAVORITE TV CARTOON CHARACTERS My favorite cartoon character is Dishonest John, or BJ, for short. Dressed in black and uttering his famous "Nyak, ah, ah" laugh he makes life difficult for all those around him. However, as always, he will be outwitted and all his devious plans will fail. So every week I watch him go about his antics only to lose in the end. He is such acharacter that many of my friends have even adopted his laugh. Another favorite character of mine is Big Baby Huey in the show "Casper The Friendly Ghost". Huey is such a overgrown lumbering but innocent baby duck who goes around happily defeating the bad guys without really trying to. He is quite a sight to watch as he sucks on his milk bottle and then knocks the lights out of the sly fox who tries to take advantage of him. It is bad luck for anyone with bad intention, for soon Huey will show him that it does not pay to do bad things. There is one more character who is my favorite. He is Yogi Bear who lives in Jellystone National Park. This lovable rascal and his little buddy Boo Boo Bear always seem to be getting into trouble with the park ranger. Yogi's favorite pastime is pinching food from the park's visitors. The ranger's unending task is to stop Yogi from doing it. Allin all, cartoon characters are great fun. They show us what people can get up to. I am sure all of us who watch these shows are entertained by them. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 17THINGS I LIKE TO DO T like playing the guitar. Though I am not very good at it and am still learning, I can play some tunes. I spend quite a lot of time playing the guitar so much so I get scolded sometimes by my mother. I suppose I do tend to spend a bit too much time with it. Anyhow, playing the guitar is very enjoyable. Talso like taking evening walks around my neighborhood. Tn the evening the air is cool and refreshing. The children are busy playing and the neighbors are friendlier. So I take leisurely strolls, sometimes stopping to play with other children and sometimes stopping to chat with the neighbors. Another thing that I like doing is getting up late in the morning. During weekdays I have to get up early or I will not get to school on time. On Saturdays, Sundays and holidays, it is so pleasurable to just lie in bed in the morning without having to get up and hurry to school. Again I tend to lie too long in bed and my mother has to come and tell me to get up. Listening to the radio and watching television are also things I like to do. Of course I do not listen and watch everything. I only tune in to my favorite programmes and enjoy myself while seated on my favorite chair. There are other things that I enjoy doing too but there seems to be not enough time to do them all. So T generally just stick to doing those I mentioned plus any others that I have time for. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 18FRUITS OF MALAYSIA Malaysia lies in the tropics and is blessed with plenty of rain and sunshine. Many types of trees and plants grow here. Among them are those that bear delicious fruits. The "King of Fruits" is without doubt the durian. It is an oval-shaped fruit about the size of a rugby ball. Its skin is green or yellow and covered with many sharp thorns. Inside, however, the yellow flesh is soft and sweet. Its smell is very strong. The locals love the durian, but foreigners find the smell hard to bear. The durian is a seasonal fruit. It normally is in season twice a year. So are other fruits like the mangosteen, langsat, duku, rambutan and mango. We consume these fruits in great quantities. Other fruits like the papaya, pineapple, banana and star fruit are not seasonal. They are obtainable at all times. Again we consume these fruits in large quantities. Ina hot country like Malaysia, fruits provide us with much needed water and other nutrients that are vital for health. Often the fruit-stalls are crowded with people waiting to buy a slice of papaya, pineapple or watermelon to quench their thirst. We are lucky to have such a huge variety of fruits. In addition to that we get imported fruits like apples and grapes, but they are usually more expensive. So we spend our money mainly on local fruits. I would say that it is money well-spent. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 19AN ACCIDENT The road in front of my school is a narrow one. It is also very busy. Every afternoon when school is dismissed the road becomes almost impassable as children, bicycles, cars and buses jostle and struggle to use it. Sometimes a policeman is there to help things out, but generally chaos reigns and we have to be careful not to get involved in an accident. A few accidents had already occurred. I was a witness to one. If happened just after school. As usual the road was an utter mad house. Children were running across the road to get to their cars and buses. Cars and buses honked angrily at them. Just then I saw a young boy make a dash across the road. There was a loud blare of horn, a squeal of brakes and I saw a car knock into the boy. He fell as though his feet were swept from under him. Fortunately the car was not moving very fast and the driver managed to stop the car before a wheel could run over the fallen boy. All traffic stopped. I ran over to the boy and saw blood on the road. He was bleeding froma cut on his head. A man came and examined the boy. Then he lifted the boy and carried him to a car. They sped of f, presumably to the hospital. Many people surrounded the driver who looked dazed and bewildered. A policeman came to calm things down. As there was nothing I could do, I turned and walked down the road carefully. It was terrible to witness an accident. I certainly would not like to be involved in one. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 20A FIRE It was twilight time. I was watching television in my house when I heard an explosion. More followed. So I went outside to see what the matter was. A column of dark billowing smoke told me the story. There was a fire raging a short distance away. I got onto my bicycle and pedalled in the direction of the smoke. A couple of kilometres later I came upon the fire. It was a row of motor-workshops and they were burning furiously. The police and fire department had already cordoned off the area. I watched from a distance. A crowd had already gathered and we gaped with amazement at the spectacle presented by the burning shops. The fire rose to about twenty metres and it lit up the whole area even though the sky was already dark. The firemen desperately sprayed streams of water into the fire to control it. Now and then explosions can be heard as gas cylinders blew up in the intense heat. For more than an hour the fire raged. I could see anxious people trying to get near the workshops only to be held back by the police. They were obviously the shop-owners trying to save their shops. Actually they could do nothing but wait for the fire to be extinguished. Finally the blaze died down and darkness enveloped us. The workshops were totally razed. Only red-hot embers remained where they once stood. The crowd thinned and I too got onto my bicycle and cycled home. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 21A ROBBERY Sam helps his uncle look after the latter's sundry shop. Business is brisk and Sam is kept busy most of the time. One evening at about 8 p.m., just as Sam's uncle was about to close for the day, two men on a motorcycle stopped outside. They got off and walked into the shop. Sam thought that it was odd that they should be wearing dark glasses at night. Anyway who was he to question what another should wear? Sam was about to ask the men what they wanted when both of them drew pistols from their pockets. One pointed a pistol at Sam and the other at Sam's uncle. Sam froze and stared at the pistol pointed at him. He could not believe his eyes. These two were robbers wearing dark glasses to conceal their identities! The next moment Sam and his uncle were made to lie face-down on the floor. Sam heard the cash register ring and the drawer open. Then he heard a shuffling of feet, the roar of a motorcycle starting up and suddenly all was quiet. Sam looked up. The robbers were gone. Sam shook his uncle who was still prostrate on the floor. They got up. Sam's uncle ran to the cash register. The robbers had taken every cent from it. The robbery had happened so quickly. It took less than a minute for the robbers to come and vanish with the day's takings. Sam's uncle shook his head. At least the robbers did not harm them. The only thing left to do was to inform the police and let them handle the case. As for Sam, he learned to be wary of strangers who wore dark glasses at night. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 22A BUSY STREET Petaling Street in Kuala Lumpur has got to be one of the busiest street, if not the busiest, in Malaysia, To be in it just once is to know the meaning of the word "busy". T happened to be in it a few days before the Chinese New Year. On both sides of the street were hawkers with all sorts of goods for sale. Fruits, cakes, fireworks, food and other things were displayed openly for people to come and buy. The five-foot ways were not big enough, so the hawkers and their customers actually spilled into the narrow street itself making it a hazardous place for drivers and motorcyclists. Every few seconds a horn sounded as the vehicles crawled cautiously among the throng. There were so many people there that if I had not been with my father I would probably have got lost. My father knew his way around. So I held on tightly to his hand as he led me through the crowd. A number of times I nearly knocked into someone, or rather, someone nearly knocked into me. Everyone seemed to be in a rush and nobody seemed to care whether they trampled on another. We were there to buy some cakes for the New Year. At the shop we had to wait a long time before we could pay for what we wanted. The shop was crowded with other shoppers. After our purchase, we made our way carefully out of the street. Once outside, the air felt so much fresher. Though we had to walk some distance to our car, it was so much more pleasant than walking among the crowd of frenzied shoppers along the busy street. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 23My FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL My favorite subject in school is Mathematics. It is my favorite because I never have difficulty with it and always get good marks in tests. I suppose I am lucky to be born with a clear-thinking brain. So ever since young, manipulating numbers and figures came easy to me. The wonderful thing about Mathematics is that, besides some formulae, there is nothing else to remember. Every step in solving a problem is done logically. Other subjects like History and Geography require a lot of memory work. Remembering dates and other facts is hard work compared with the ease and simplicity of mathematical reasoning. While Mathematics is simple to me, some of my friends have great difficulty with it. I do not really understand why. They get stuck with simple problems and often give up. So I help them out when I can. The one advantage I have in being good in Mathematics is that I do not have to spend a lot of time on it. Homework and tests are a breeze. So I have plenty of time left over to study other subjects. Sometimes I feel sorry for my less fortunate classmates who get scolded in class for not completing their Mathematics homework. Anyhow I have come to realize that human beings can be so different in their abilities while they look similar otherwise. Some of us are lucky to be good in some things. Others may not be so lucky. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 24THE HAUNTED HOUSE Everyone says that the old house at the end of the road is haunted. It used to be the residence of a rich family but now none of them would stay there. So the house is vacant and uncared for. The compound is filled with over- grown weed and grass. My friend Jack and T decided to find out once and for all if what people said was true. So one evening, we bravely entered the house and prepared to spend the night there. We brought along a powerful torchlight, two sleeping- bags, some food and drinks, and a portable stereo set. The early part of the night was no trouble at all. We sat on our sleeping-bags and listened to our favorite music. Twelve midnight came. We felt a bit sleepy. So we switched off the stereo set and crawled into our sleeping-bags. However sleep was impossible. There seemed to be a heavy atmosphere hanging around us. The darkness was oppressive and there was a strange soft whining noise coming from upstairs. We dared not go up to investigate the noise. So we lay quietly in our sleeping-bags and hoped that the noise would go away. But it would not go away. Actually it got louder and louder. Then it sounded like someone moaning. Jack hurried out of his sleeping-bags and switched on the torchlight. We could see nothing except the walls of the empty living room we were in. Suddenly there was a loud crash from upstairs and the moans turned to screams. We screamed too and ran out of the house as fast as we could, leaving behind everything that we had brought. The hair on the back of my head stood on end for hours afterwards. We never dared to go back into the house, not even in the daytime. My uncle had to go and retrieve the things we had left behind there. So, is the house haunted ? All I can say is that if you want to know, go and find out for yourself. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 25MY FIRST RIDE ON A FERRY The first time I ever rode ona ferry was when I took one to cross from Butterworth to Penang Island. My family and I had gone to Penang for a holiday. We arrived at the Ferry Terminal just as the sun was setting. My father paid the fare at one of the toll-booths and we were ushered into a lane. We had to stop behind a row of cars to await the arrival of the next ferry. Presently a light yellow ferry arrived. Cars and motorcycles sped out of it. Then the green light came for us to board. My father carefully drove the car onto the lower deck of the ferry. It was an exciting new experience for me. I noticed the words "Pulau Undan" ona wall of the ferry. As soon as the ferry was filled with cars and motorcycles on the lower deck, it left the terminal and proceeded towards the island. I stood at the front end of the ferry and watched the water churn and twirl as the ferry cut through it. T could see the island a short distance ahead of us. To our left spanned the Penang Bridge. The setting sun cast a red glow on the whole scene and I must say that it was beautiful. My sister and I climbed up the stairs to the upper deck. It was filled with passengers who either sat on the seats there or loitered around the area. Soon the short ride ended. We hurried back down to the lower deck and got into our car when we saw Penang Island loom closer and closer. Finally the ferry docked and my father followed the row of cars out of the ferry. The car bumped a bit on the uneven ramp but soon we were on Penang itself. My first ferry ride was over. ‘Al Essay Free Download From WWW.EASY MICQS.COM In POF Books For PPSC, NTS, FPSC, 5" To Mastor Class Notes Avaliable. Page 26THE DAY I WON A PRIZE I was never a great athlete but I managed to win a prize once. It happened ona School Sports Day when I was asked to represent my house in the Long Jump. There were no other suitable ones, and I, being the tallest of my friends, was promptly sent to the Long Jump pit. My house-master reckoned I might have a chance to win. He was right. I did win, but not first prize. I only managed second place, coming behind someone who was at least five centimeters shorter than me. We were each given three jumps. There were about ten of us competing for the prizes. When my turn came T ran down the lane as fast as IT could and took off at the board. I thought I jumped very well but it was a foul jump So I waited for my next jump. I saw the other competitors leap like gazelles into the sand-pit. 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